A new butterfly has appeared in my garden. I think it is a Pearl Crescent, but possibly a Silvery Checkerspot. (Robin, who blogs from central Indiana, posted a similar one today.)
Here he is savoring a coral verbena. Teresa had it in a pot last summer (the verbena, not the butterfly); we planted it and it survived both the 14 degree cold and the summer drought. Not spectacularly, but it survived. For some reason, it looks better now than it has since May. Perhaps it knows something I don't.
The butterfly also approves of the asters!
95 degrees today in Greensboro, in case you're wondering. Will it ever end?